Mike had
suffered severe depression in his first years with the
Becks, but had grown to think of them as his natural
family to the degree that his past seemed like a distant
memory. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old
Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob
him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—"
Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and,
when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty,
quietly dressed in professional attire. “David Courtlaw!” she repeated. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks—
men’s boots. Sheppard.
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